Solacious Bonding - RPLOG
Participants
Date
29/3/478
Log
The ringing of bells toll through the Castle Courtyard, streams of beings from all walks of life in the city finding their way in to observe the activity as a few Solacious Soldiers whom pulled the short straw, were standing a mixed duty of Usher and guard, hollaring in cones made to allow them to speak above the crowd. "Friends and family of the groom to the left! Friends and family of the bride to the right! Newcomers to the rear seating please!" The streams of people giving way to three large rectangles of chairs, the solacious family occupying the left side mainly, when what looks like a variety of farmers, tramps, and other low born folk have filled only half of the right... And given the variety of their species, they were most likely just friends of Kalt. The rear filled with visiting individuals was slowly crowding with those that just happened to be visiting the city this day, all striving for seats that were quickly filling up.
Fenris wanders along the well stocked tables of food and drink, glad to see that all of his arrangements had gone according to plan. And of course he snuck a few samples as he went. Wedding planning was hungry work! The tiger looks pretty good in his new outfit, a fine linen shirt, open down to the third button, showing a puff of his fluffy fur along with a fine black vest that is pulled gently over the slight roundness of his strong belly. He makes his way over to Kalt's side of the room, figuring that it would be easier to get a good seat than on Angus's side. He does his best to get as close to the front as he could.
Standing up at the podium, chatting with the Church representitive is Angus, the groom trying to keep himself occupied to hide that he was just a little nervous with the situation. "Heh, so how is the family?" He asks. His entire look had changed for just this day, wanting to wanting to look the best as his clothing was...actually well kept, clean, the ceremonial buttons on his uniform polished to a shine as he stands at attention.
Being both family and noble, Cassidy had certain expectations to meet. She'd been there early, having settled on Angus's side of the aisle with Natska. Despite being friends with both of them... It was prudent that she was seated with the rest of the Solacious-kin. And she's dressed the part! A smile on her face to complement the fanciful, floor-length dress she wore. "It wasn't even that long ago we had ours," she murmurs to the jaguar at her side.
Jera made her way into the noble's section. Bright red. She'd had to put aside her concerns of being found out in order to attend a very, very important wedding. She's wearing a trailing dress in snow white, with matching gloves and a tiara sitting atop her folded ears.
Cara makes her way over to one of the seats at very back, her tail swishing through the air as walks. There was information about a bonding happening in town and strangely, it allowed anyone to attend it. Considering that this is the tigress's first time attending an event like this, it might be good for meeting new people. She may not know the bride or groom but they probably won't mind her appearance. The tigress mutters under her breath, "I better stay quiet for this event so that I don't annoy anyone by mistake." She sits in the chair and looks around the area for anything of interest. She notices a large tiger sitting at the front row and smiles, knowing that she might be able to talk to someone at the reception.
"I know, love," Natska murmurs, giving Cassidy's arm a squeeze; the jaguar is wearing a fine, dark blue dress of her own today, along with plenty of jewelry, her hair carefully braided and be-ribboned. "Not too long ago at all, dearest, but it has been a very happy life."
Being neither family, nor technically friend seeing as he had only encountered the couple once. And rather briefly at that. Takes a sest in the back row. The coywolf is dressed up in his best fine suit for the ocassion.
Fenris waves happily at his friends assembled amidst all the nobility on the other side of the room. He plops himself down in a seat and smiles around at Kalt's family and friends. "I hear the king himself will be here!" he says happily, "And the food is going to be great!" He gives another wave toward the band tuning up off to one side of the dais. A good crew. He had picked them out himself.
"Filling in sir, those without seats are opting to stand." The portly mole infront of Angus replies, before fixing his own hat. A rather high up member of the church it seemed, he waved to a small boy whom stepped forward to hand him a thick book.
Not too long into folks arriving, a almost litteral parade of hippos begin to enter and weave their way through the gathering to the seats. Most it seem take up the plethora of empty chairs on Kalt's side, a few though staying with the solacious side, and fewer still merely standing in the back. As if they were mere heralds of the arrival, a few solacious workers bring out a single ornate chair, filled with red and gold, it is soon placed off to the side of the ceremony, though still allowing it's soon to be occupant a seat in the front row, and a view where they can watch the ceremony, and attendees... Without further delay then, comes the none other than King Good, entering with a band of guards around him, amidst his usual attendants, the royal hippo finds his chair and gives a slight nod out to the group, before leaning back as his ear is taken by one of his attendants.
Cassidy adjusts her long, arm-covering gloves as she settles back in her chair, folding one leg over the other under her long dress. "And here I thought they wanted a quiet bonding. This is even more fanfare than we tried to get," she says with a soft chuckle.
Rainer might not be recognizable even to longtime friends, such a radical transformation has he undergone, though there probably aren't many grey wolves around who have any business being up at the front, as he is. Dressed to the nines in occasion-appropriate attire, high-collared dark grey suit with buttoned white undershirt, matching, belted pants and ankle boots, his sword sheathed in a ceremonial holster that leaves the blade exposed. His normally unkempt mane has been groomed into something approaching a hairstyle, slicked down at the top, drawn into a ponytail at the back and held in place by a silver band. Most impressive of all is the fact that he's not at any point fussing with the outfit, or his hair. He's mostly just keeping an eye on Angus, probably ready to tackle the todd to the ground if he tries to run for it, sparing occasional glances over his shoulder out and over the crowd and spouting a quip or two. "Haha, I can't wait to see Kaltessa. It's going to be so weird seeing her in a dress for a change." "Who even are most of these people?" "I've never once seen half of these guys seated with your family." Hey, isn't that the king himself?" "Straighten your shoulders! You don't want your king to see one of his soldiers slouching, do ya?"
Fenris grins at Rainer. "Not here as a soldier, Rainer," he says, "Kalt and Angus both said that I could come as a regular friend!" His grin broadens as the Hippos file in. "I've never seen so many royals at once!" he says, "You think we can meet the king after the ceremony?"
Angus gives the portly mole a nod in comfirmation, adjusting the buttons his his cuffs as he looks around. When his gaze finds the good king he freezes for a moment, soon standing at full attention with his shoulders squared a bit.....Kalts reaction to this is going to be an intresting one at least as he stops to give a wave to those he knew.
Cara stares at the parade of hippos for a moment and upon noticing the Good King, smiles. Honestly, who would have expected him to show up here though considering that he might be a bit busy ruling Sweetwater, but it is nice to know that he can come out in public without anyone making a fuss. She turns her attention back to the tiger up front and notices him talking to someone, but can't exactly hear what they are saying though. She shrugs, and continues to pay attention to everything else.
Natska giggles quietly, then nods her head as she watches the area fill up. Her ear twitches, and then she nods her head. "Yes. I am happy for them!" She starts to say something else, then smiles and gives her head a little shake before she leans in to give Cass a small kiss on the cheek.
Rainer doesn't say anything, but he has -the biggest- grin on his face and keeps making eyeballs from Fenris towards Angus, trying to get the tiger to notice the petrified stance their mutual friend has taken on spotting the arrival of the reigning monarch. "Easy, buddy!" He finally swings around, interjecting himself between the man of the hour and the audience, making some supurfluous adjustments to Angus' cravat as an excuse for stepping up there. "You're going to pop all the buttons off your coat. Breathe, and remember the only thing you're here to do today is tell the world how much you love Kalt, eh? Nothing to be nervous about." He concludes with a couple reassuring pats and a squeeze to Angus' shoulders and promptly gets out of the way again.
Hannibal jusr leans back in his seat, and gets comfortable. As he watches the parade of hippos make their entrance. Chuckling softly to himself when he notices angus tense up at the sight of the good king. "well well well.".This should be a touch amusing.
Fenris is very aware of Rainer's little hinting and chuckles to himself as the wolf hops up to give their mutual friend a pep talk. Kalt was definitely going to hate all of this, but he was sure she would manage. "Rainer!" he calls, "Leave the man be! I was looking forward to watching those buttons pop!"
Soon enough, the band begins to play a low melody, those guests whom haven't found their spot are ushered to the sides by the guards as the crowds begin to hush for the most part. One of the Goods giving a slight chuckle from what he could hear of Rainer's antics, while a sparrow in the back near Cara holds out a small bag of peanuts to her, offering to share. Hannibal is treated in the back as well to the crowding of a few females around him, all of whom are trying to avoid standing by sitting on each other's laps. Jera's look is given a once over by an older solacious man with a greying beard, before they scootch just a bit away from their own wife and nearer to him.
As the music finally begins to pick into it's main tune, some attention begins to turn to the back. Kalt stands there with a large male bear, wearing what one assumed was the best he could acquire for the moment... Which isn't terrible, a black silk vest over a nice clean brown shirt, and a black pair of pants. Upon the left of his chest is the insignia of the Iron Reach from the mountain passes... Though, overshadowing him was Kalt herself, clad in a light blue dress with a abundance of frills along it's side, her prosthetic arm covered fully in a cloth sleeve so as to not draw attention to it, and a thin viel over her face. The Vixen fidgeting slightly as she takes the bears arm, and begins to walk down the aisle of chairs to the tune of the music... Focusing heavily on each step, and keeping her gaze as forward as possible, though she continuously glances around, smiling at what friends she can see... And not trying to see the king, lest she freeze up.
"I thought they were going to have a small wedding. Looks like they pulled a fast one while I was away." Jera gave a polite curtsey to the approaching fox and a warm smile, before she continues to watch the procession.
Cassidy didn't miss the look one of her older relatives gives Jera and leans back in her seat for a moment, clearing her throat. "Uncle! It's a lovely day for a bonding, isn't it?" Just enough to remind him that his actions didn't go unnoticed. "And you're looking nice," she says to Jera, "Though the tiara might be a biiit much," she says with a chuckle before giving Natska a little hug about the shoulders.
Fenris stands and turns to watch Kalt's progress. He did not recognize the bear, but he had never met Kalt's family. He assumed that she was part of a clan of foxes, but there was no reason that she could not have a bear for a father. After all, the Aunties and Uncles had been all sorts and still been as much his family as if they had been blood. The tiger shakes his head. Not a good place or time for reminscences like that. He just gives Kalt the biggest grin he can and sends good thoughts her way as he takes note of all the guests.
Cara notices the sparrow's offer and nods. She gladly accepts a few of the peanuts and sets her attention upon the bride walking down the aisle. She begins eating a few of the peanuts quietly as she thinks. That is a rather oddly looking vixen. However, the tigress can't really argue that she looks rather lovely in that blue dress. Most of the time, weddings involve white dresses but it's nice to see a change in tradition though.
"Hi, Jera," Natska greets warmly; she leans against Cassidy as she hugs her wife back, smiling and watching the procession and the gathering of people. "Mmmhm. I like that, Jera, very nice." She looks around, giving Fenris a small nod and a smile as she recognizes him as well, then returns her attention to Kalt and Angus.
Angus gives Rainer a soft glare as he adjusts his cravat for him, but he does slowly nod as his shoulders slump just a bit. "Thanks." He murmurs to the wolf before his attention turns to Kalt. Her dress was grand, his smile growing ever more as he focuses on her walking towards him.
Rokarion sighed as he moved towards the courtyard, fashionably late! Well more like got told about the event at the last possible moment. The youthful plant being was once again 'requested' to visit a social event that involved a lot of Sweetwater's nobility, familial obligations were a pain sometimes. Unlike his usual modest clothing, Rokarion was dressed to impress this time: A white, frilly shirt covering his torso and adorned with a white carvat around the neck, conveniently hiding his soul gem. A light grey waistcoat was worn over the shirt and that was topped with a dark green frock coat, with grey trousers acting as his southern necessities. All made from the finest textiles of Cliffside of course. On his coat, the plant being clearly displayed his Clever clan badge as well as another badge with a rather interesting heraldry, for those who saw it before it is clearly the same as Ridgewell!
Rokarion entered the courtyard and moved towards the rear as he was told by the guards, however giving a glance towards the Sweetwater royals, out of curiosity if nothing else. Another less noticeable thing about the plant is the absences of his usual nonchalant and cold expression.
Rainer scoots to his seat soon as the music picks up, though he doesn't long remain in it, standing to get a look at Kalt as she makes her way up the aisle. In an unusual display of forethought, he looks about at the other attendees and ascertains that none of them are going to engage in cheering, clapping, or whistling at the bride, and thus abstains from such activities as well, looking on in respectful silence.
Cara shifts her gaze over to the newest arrival and raises an eyebrow upon noticing that it is a plant. She continues to look him over with interest. The plant has to ne a male because that outfit is normally worn by men or at least it looks like it would be worn by men. Honestly, it's hard for the tigress to tell since she hasn't really seen a male or female plant before.
The uncle seems to huff slightly at Cassidy's interjection, giving a posh wave as he leans back in his chair and looks about for a moment, happy his wife didn't catch it. A small commotion is to be heard as what looked like a large male cat had attempted to stand and cheer, before a rather apathetic looking artic fox had clasped a hand over their mouth and dragged them down to their chair.
The dark gray Fennec was late. Not because he chose to be, but because he got lost. He wasn't important by any definition of the word, and had only met the bride once, but he figured he should show some support for his acquaintance and maybe make connections at the same time. Mulitasking, magic! He slips into the back row, stopping upon find a good vantage point to watch the ceremony. He was also slightly better dressed than usual, in a suit of sorts, of light brown coloration. He opts to stand, hands clasped behind his back.
Kalt takes a deep breath as the Vixen is led up finally to the scene, her tail stilled below her dress and hidden as she takes her spot across from Angus. The large bear giving a bow then, before making his way off to the side. The host looking between the two before he gently clears his throat. "Ladies and Gentlemen, we are gathered here today, before common man and king, to witness the bonding of Angus Solacious, with Kalt Tiefkuhl. Before we begin, let any whom object to this union rise, and let their voice be heard, or shall they ever hold their peace."
Rokarion gets waved over by a small collie woman dressed up in finery whom was standing near the back, while Flinn is given some room so as to have a good spot for himself.
Fenris snorts when he recognizes Sven Snowmark already getting ready to party, but Kalt and the bear that tradition dictates must be her father hold his attention. "Makes me think of Emily and Uncle Vanya," he murmers fondly, then glances around at the traditional invitation for objections. "Where is Llewellyn?" he wonders aloud, hoping the little hot head was not about to cause trouble.
Cassidy settles down to watch quietly, once the bear starts to give the ceremony proper. She bites her lip, watching on in anticipation as her tail flicks behind her, unable to sit as still as the fennec it's attached to.
Rokarion quickly moves to one of the seats around the frontal side of the backseats, trying to cause minimum fuzz seeing as how the ceremony has started. A task made slightly harder as the flower being's inner blossom was in full bloom right now, making his usual jasmine scent even stronger, as well as looking all but inconspicuous. Rokarion offers the collie female a wave in return, gesturing for her to take a seat if she so wanted.
Hannibal turns his gaze away from angus, and the others up front. And starts to look over those sitting in the backrows along with him. His curiouse gaze ends up focused on the tigress.
Natska keeps most of her attention on the ceremony, although she does keep an eye on Cassidy; she gives her wife's arm another small squeeze and settles in to her seat, happily watching.
"That's the giraffe fella, yae high?" Rainer murmurs aside to Fenris, unable to peel his eyes away from the trussed-up vixen for more than a couple seconds at a time. He holds his hand only a short distance above where it could go no lower without his bending over. "Coulda sworn I saw 'im sneakin' around outside the manor walls before we set out." After several beats of silence, he whispers, "What'd they say her whole name was? Knife-skull? I'da called her Fist-skull, myself."
Cara notices the rather odd species of canine staring at her from the corner of her eye. He looks like a hybrid species. The canine could prove to be very interesting at the reception, however it is important to keep attention on the couple at the altar. After all, it wouldn't do for her to move over to the canine and risk interrupting the wedding. She notices the groom and stares at him for a moment. He does look rather nice in that outfit and he does seem a bit fun, however this is his wedding and even though she doesn't know him, she should still be happy for his good fortune.
Flinn keeps his eyes on Kalt and the groom, Angus Solacious, if he isn't mistaken, but his ears flick at the occasional passing conversation. Cassidy garners a quick glance, though, fennecs with that fur coloration aren't the most common, after all, but his attention quickly returns to the alter, tail swaying with anticipation.
"I've donned the tiara before." Jera folds her arms across her chest, whispering now that the serious parts were beginning.
Hannibal smiles when he catches site of the tigress looking at him via the corner of her eye. And after observing her for a momment. Longer he turns his gaze back to the front. To once again watch the ceremony. With a naturally amused smile seeing as from his one time meeting Kalt before the wedding he had not imagined her as one to wear a dress
They seems to wait a long moment, a few individuals glancing around in the crowd as one or two of the older solacious' let out a cough... Usually ending with their wives throwing an elbow into them. The Vixen herself fidgeting as Kalt toys with the glove over her arm, taking a deep breath before the ceremony continues.
"Very well then. With myself, the Good King, and all those present as a witness, we continue forth. For this day, two shall be joined as one forever more. In tradition passed down from ages past, we hold these two before us, and observe their devotion. We hold them to the words they speak, and the promises they pledge. Never shall any allow them to forget what was pledged here this day, and damned in the one that acts in treachery or jealousy to try and harm this pledge. So then, in this moment, we as a heart united, stare out in joyus wonder, as two halves complete themselves into a whole. As I was informed before this ceremony, the couple have their own vows they wish to exchange with each other." The portly priest taking a step back as he closes the book in his hands, and holds it to his chest, looking expectantly between the two individuals. Kalt herself a tad bit frozen for a moment before the bear reaches out to elbow her slightly in the back as she clears her throat.
"On this day I give you my heart, My promise, That I will walk with you, Hand in hand. Wherever our journey leads us, we shall go Living, learning, loving...Together, Forever."
Fenris is relieved as the ceremony continues without interruption. "Guess the little guy decided not to come," he says, smirking a bit as the officiator embellishes on the ceremony. "This is a lot like my own bonding," he murmers, "Only a lot bigger and fancier and completely different. But it makes me think of it anyway."
A few of the beings around Rokarion begin to sniff at the air, as two lean in to murmer to each other. "Did they perfume the area?" The collie meanwhile motioning to her wirefur emblem as she curtsies slightly and moves to sit.
Cara quietly sighs to herself as the proceedings continue. Honestly, this is one of the many reasons why she left Shralesta in the first place. She gets to see the world and learn more about it. However, something seems a bit missing though to the tigress. After all, life is wonderful with traveling but this ceremony feels like a reminder that there is something that needs to be done. Maybe she should try to get into a relationship as well.
Angus closes his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath as he squeezes Kalt's hands tight, his first words mimic Kalt's own. "on this day I give my own heart to you, My own promise. That I will never leave your side, that I will never be unfaithful to you, Whatever we may face, wherever we may go I will always be by your side. Together, forever. Until Promise itself is no more."
Natska smiles as she watches the ceremony, her hand moving so that she can lacer her fingers together with Cassidy's.
Rainer begins to grow distant and melancholy as Kalt and Angus get into their vows, the blinking of his eyes becoming a slow and seemingly deliberate motion. Without prompting, though, he suddenly shakes from his thoughts and straightens his shoulder, pushing out a smile. "I didn't know you were bonded." the pup remarks aside to the tigger.
The priest gives a gentle nod as the two exchange their vows, before stepping forward once more, sliding his book under their joined hands as he clears his throat. "Then, by the authority granted to me by the church, and our King Good, I hereby declare your bonding official in the eyes of the world of Promise. You may kiss the bride, and go forth into a brighter future."
Kalt smiling awkwardly as she tries to not glance at all the eyes just off to her side, leaning forward for angus as her tail begins to swish under her dress slowly!
Cassidy takes Natska's hand in her own, giving it a tight squeeze as she looks up at the sky for a moment. She reaches up with her free hand to tip down the brim of her sun hat a little, giving a quiet snuffle.
Rokarion makes no comment on the smell but nods towards the Wirefur, ugh Cliffsider nobles, what a disgrace. . .and let us not forget that fiasco! Either way the plant keeps his political smile on and looks at the ceremony.
Hannibal leans back in his seat. Settling in for the long haul as the couple gets into speaking their vows. And unlike some of the others he is far from tesry eyed, or self reflecrive.
"A long time ago, Rainer," Fenris admits quietly, as the short ceremony wraps up, then cheers loudly with the rest of the crowd when the time comes for the kiss. The tiger was rather disappointed, and maybe a little displeased that there had been no sign of the traditional knot tying. Some people had no respect for tradition! The tiger shakes the old man thoughts from his head and just sticks to cheering for his friends.
Angus flicks his tail, his smile growing larger as he leans in and gives her a soft, passionate kiss to seal their Bond.
Angus flicks his tail, his smile growing larger as he leans in and gives her a soft, passionate kiss to seal their Bond. He had never expected that one day he would be standing in the very kings courtyard bonding with another, but yet....it was perfect.
"I guess I don't remember you being so old. Perks of all that fleshcrafting you've played with, eh?" Rainer observes, cheerfully enough, as he joins the rest of the gathering in boisterous celebration of Angus and Kalt's scandalously untraditional union.
At the final kiss between the two, the crowds begin to rise to their feet, clapping loudly as even the King himself stands to applaud the couple. The priest stepping off to the side as the bear begins to whisper to one of the guards, before following suit.
The Vixen holds the kiss for a moment longer, before gripping Angus' hand in her own as she leans in to whisper, before going to walk back down the aisle with him. A few of the ushers motioning for those in the front row to feel free to make their way after the couple, pointing just across the way to a wide selection of tables prepared for everyone, with a feast set out for all to enjoy... And an ungodly amount of kegs. The only table that held name placards upon it seemed reserved for the heads of the solacious house, the man whom walked kalt up the aisle, the king, and the bonded couple themselves! Though, they are not granted the pleasure of sitting just yet, instead regulated to standing at the end of the aisle to give their greetings to those whom intended.
Cassidy slowly stands, offering her own applause, a warm smile on her face as she slips a hand under her hat to dab lightly at her cheeks. "Never thought I'd ever get to see my cousin settle down," she murmurs before nodding at Natska. "Shall we, then? I could use a drink," she says, winding her way over to the table to help herself to a glass of wine before taking it over towards the table with the name placards. Reserved table? She didn't know the meaning! She planned to be at the table Kalt and Angus were at.
Cara smiles as she watches the kiss from the back. She finishes the last of the peanuts from earlier and wipes a tear from her eyes. This ceremony is starting to make her feel a little sappy at the moment and she looks at the unknown canine once again. She might have an interest in him but she gets back to celebrating their union. She notices the food and a smiles forms across her lips as she dashes over to the feast. She practically stacks her plate with as much food as she can and heads back to an unreserved table to enjoy it all.
Fenris grins and saunters down the aisle with his hands jammed in his pockets. As he nears the couple and their entourage he straightens up. "Congratulations!" he shouts to his friends, then turns to bow low, first to the king, and then to the Head of the Solacious House, and finally to the Bear. "It is an honor to have friends like Lord Angus and Lady Kalt," he says diffidently, fairly certain that none of these men actually know his face.
Natska rises up to her feet with everyone else, reluctantly releasing Cassidy's hand in order to start cheering for the newly Bonded couple. She cheers, then looks over at Cassidy and nods. "Certainly, love. Lets!" She follows after her wife, smiling happily, her tail swishing back and forth.
Hannibal grins, and glances in the direction of the tigress. However when she turns her focus back on the celebration, and takes off in sesrch of food. His own focus goes to the couple. Who he approaches in order to great before even considering hesding off to go get something to eat, or drink.
Angus wraps an arm around Kalt's waist, giving her a squeeze as he all but beams while they walk! "Perfect day." He murmurs as they stand there, greeting and thanking everyone that had come to the ceremony. "Fenris, and Rainer. Thank you for your help." He speaks to them, giving their hands a squeeze as they walk by.
Flinn claps alongside the rest, a wide smile spreading on his muzzle. He didn't even know these people, but he was still giddy from watching the ceremony. He hops off his chair, walking up and taking a small glass of wine, walking up to the bride and groom, giving the king and all a polite nod and short bow, turning to Kalt and smiling faintly. "A lovely ceremony, touching vows," he says. "I rather enjoyed it."
Cara almost begins to start eating the food but then a small feeling a guilt comes over her. She heads over to join the crowd of rather unfamiliar people in order to join in congratulating the newly wed couple. She walks over to the happy couple and smiles to the two as she carries her staff with her. "This may be the first time we have met, but I'm happy for the two of you."
Rokarion stood up and left his seat before moving towards the newly wedded couple, and the Good King himself it seems. "Congratulations on your declaration of love, may your future years be filled with happiness and peace." The young plant being says in a distinct Cliffside accent as opposed to his usual neutral accent, and without the usual emotionless tone either. Rokarion then gives the Good King the shortest of bows, that is to say it looks more like a nod.
Rainer lets a good deal of other folk go ahead of him before wading into the crowd making their way down the aisle to congratulate the new couple. No doubt he uses that extra time to think of some truely succict, sage words to bless their union, drawn from his vast pool of worldly experience accumulated over his many years of travel and exploration. "Lookin' good, guys!" declares he, making a rather obscure gesture with both hands, holding them aloft with index and middle fingers spread to form a V shape while the rest are curled into his plam. "I'ma go check out the spread, see ya later!" And off he struts, tail a-waggin'. Finding a plate already prepared and left unattended, he lifts it away without breaking stride and begins stuffing his face.
Cara's ambitious attempts are joined in by numerous other individuals from the back, a royal Good or two, and even a couple Solacious themselves! All eager to reach the food first. The guard at the reserved table seems to eye Cassidy and Natska as they approach, debating on his actions as he stands near the king's seat.
Near the greeting, the heads of the house seem a bit distracted as they glance around, smiles on their face as they take greater concern in keeping track of all their charges. The King himself gives a short nod to Fenris as he speaks slowly. "Honor indeed." His gaze flicking to Rokarion before his ear is taken by another one of his attendants before shooing them away. The Vixen herself bowing slightly to those whom came up to them. "Thank ya. It is good to know ya all wished to take part in this. But please, don't go lettin' us stop ya from the food. Plenty to eat, an' drink for everyone."
Hannibal having reqched the couple smiles broadly. "Congrats on finally tying the knot you two" The coywolf says to the two of them before moving on to let the otherd behind him congradulate the couple.
Jera is hot after Rainer! Finding a plate and...pretending to take food. Hospitality that can't be refused, even if it must. At least he will have an empty plate to prove he ate.
Cassidy gives a polite nod to the guard, taking up a position near Kalt and Angus' seats-to-be. It was quite clear she meant no harm to her friends, cousins, and unit-mates. She leans against Natska and sips from her wine, waiting patiently for the new couple to make their way over.
Cara turns around and notices a rather large wolf eating her food. A noticeable scowl appears on her face as she brings her staff up. She walks over to the him with a rather eerie grin and asks, "Please stop eating my food. It's kind of rude of you to just eat someone else's food when they try to congratulate the happy couple." She raises her staff as if to make a point and waits for him to step away from her meal.
Having given his congratulations, the gray furred Fennec slips away, picking up a plate and choosing a few small snacks, cheeses, a few meats, a fruit or three. And a chicken leg. He slips away to a table, setting his plate down and removing his jacket, hanging it over his chair before sitting and popping a cheese into his mouth, chewing slowly and looking about.
Fenris looks like he would like to say more, but the big tiger is grabbed from behind and dragged away by a well dressed, enthusaistic looking puma. "Come friend fluffy butt!" Crows the mountain lion, "Sven will eat more delicious canapes than fluffy tiger! Is will be glorious!"
Fenris waves at the newlyweds helplessly as he is hauled away to a table near the head table, already piled high with food where a grizzled reindeer and a very unhappy looking artic fox are waiting.
Angus gives a nod in response to what Kalt was saying. "It was wonder that all of you could join us today. You honor us all." He states calmly, his smile genuine as he leans in and nuzzles at Kalts cheek, giving her a teasing lick as well before he loosk over to the reserved table to see Cassidy, which makes him smirk.
Natska puts her arm around Cassidy and gently holds her close, sipping at her own drink and nibbling at some of the food as she waits for Angus and Kalt to join them, not wanting to overwhelmg the newly bonded. When Angus looks in their direction, though, she raises a hand to wave at him.
Rokarion acknowledges the nod with a glance before turning around and moving towards the seat. . . except he suddenly stops and turns around towards Angus, "I am grateful that I happen to be in an event that concerns you and I am not in prison yet for happening to know you." He quickly quips before walking towards the table and grabbing a glass of juice if possible and nothing else. He then begins idly moving about, jasmine scent wafting in his wake as he waits for this event to finally end.
Hannibal like many of the others scoops up a plate, and starts placing, and assortment of meats, cheeses, fruit, and whstever else strikes his fancy. Before heading off from the food to find himself a place to sit down, and munch on his food. Pausing as he spots the tigress from before looking like she is about to assualt someone with a staff.
Cassidy raises her glass to Angus in return, flashing a little grin as she sets her glass down for the moment, freeing up her hands to nibble on her own food. She ate breakfast not THAT long ago, but... A nice little chickensandwich was a nice evening meal.
As those giving their congratulations finish and leave, the couple are left to exchange a few short words with the king, before a messenger arrives, the king giving an apologetic bow himself before heading off. The guard at the King's spot lets out his own sigh then, stepping off to the side and moving away.
The Band works themselves hard it seems, playing a plethora of happy and fast paced music for those whom wished to dance, as Kalt and Angus made their way to their table, bowing gently to Cass and Natska as the heads of the house look at them with a raised eyebrow, before heading off to take care of one of the younger ones whom was attempting to drain a keg by himself. "Cass, Natska, good to see ya both made it. Enjoyin' the food?" Kalt seems to enquire, any eyes upon her soon diverted as the artic fox at Sven's table lets out a stream of colorful curses as a load of gravy splashed upon his clothing.
Rainer says something. Pauses, then says something else. After looking expectantly at Cara for a few prolonged moments, his eyes light up with realization and he finishes chewing and swallows. "Eh-heh, sorry about that." Figuring he's made her wait long enough already, so rather repeating his previous remarks about how there's more than plenty where that single plate came from, he turns over what's left. Which is a couple finger sandwiches and some vegetable slices he must have found not to his liking and picked off something else.
Fenris is rather sorry to see the king go so soon. He had honestly hoped to actually get to meet King Good today. He had worked for the man faithfully for some time now, it might be nice to get a real introduction. At the moment, however, the big tiger is in a vicious grudge match with Sven Snowmark, both of them hurrying to down as many small tarts and meat pies as they could. Sven is off to a good start and looks like he could keep this up all day, even after dumping the whole bowl of gravy on Guenter Schlaufuchs, but Fenris has a brand new belly that was MADE for this sort of thing and is currently keeping pace.
Angus nuzzles in against Kalt as he steps away from her for a moment to pull the chair out for her. "Shall we take our seats hun?" He asks Kalt before he turns his attention back to Cassidy and Natska. "Hello you to, I hope you both enjoyed the ceremony?"
Cassidy gives a happy grin to both of the two, settling into the now-open seats, smiling. "Congratulations, you two. And yes, the good is quite lovely. Not as lovely as seeing the both of you two together, though, and happy. I hope it's a long, love filled union! And I wish you the same happiness from each other that I get from Natska. I hope you do not mind me joining you at your table. I have a gift!"
Turning Angus flashes Rokarion a smile. "There is still time Rokarion, there is still time." He teases her.
Cara grits her teeth and takes a deep breath as she calms down and lowers her staff. "Honestly, it's not I was on a diet or anything." She rolls her eyes and heads back to pile her plate once again. This time, she makes sure to get some ham as well and heads back to her table and begins eating her meal. "Honestly, I barely get enough as it is though." She takes a look at the canine once again as she continues to eat, worrying that she unintentionally scared him off.
Hannibal gets comfortably settled into his seat. His gaze ocassionally tmoving from his food to the tigress. Who appears to be watching him qbout as much as he is watching her. While he quiestly chews on a piece of ham that he had popped into his mouth. Clearly he has not been scarred off by her antics with the staff. Instead he appears to have been rsther amussed by them.
Rokarion shakes his head and nods towards Angus before looking at the two other commotions in the room, taking another sip from his glass before hitting his forehead as he suddenly recalls something. With that, Rokarion sets the glass aside and moves towards the exit, ironically his inner blossom starts to close itself the moment he moves towards the exit.
Kalt sits next to Angus as the festivities wind down into individuals getting to find each other, or consume as much food as they can. "Oh? An' thank ya Cass, M'hopin' we both get such a thing." The Vixen's tail laying to the side as she tries to adjust her corsset with a slight grimace as she lowers her voice. "M'swearin' if'n I weren't clad in nuttin under this I'd go rippin' it right off."
Natska smiles brightly at Kalt and Angus, giving them a bow of her head. "You look wonderful, Kalt. And you too, Angus. Congratulations! I am very happy for you both. And I am glad everything has gone well today." She looks around at some of the others in attendance, then back at the man and woman of the hour. "So what are you two doing now? Well, not -right- now, but you know what I mean."
Rainer, for his part, seems to have been unphased by the sabre rattling, and has gotten a plate of his own, which he has piled to unfathomable heights with several of every item on offer from the buffet. Despite the comestible tower's wobbling and swaying his pace is as brisk and casual as ever and he all-too-casually swipes a random article from it as he mills about the crowd looking this way and that to take in all the faces familiar and not, until he's carrying an edible Jenga tower one wrong block away from spilling all over and making a horrid mess.
Angus perks his ears up a bit, turning to give Cassidy a look. "A gift? You know you didn't have to give us one." He answers her, giving her a look as he leans against his new Bondmate, nuzzling in as he speaks in a low voice. "You can loosen the corsset if you want, you are sitting down and no one is looking." Turning back to Natska he smiles, his ears flicking. "That's a...good question, was thinking we could head to the spas for a week but it's all up to what Kalt wants to do."
Cara stares at the relatively unknown type of canine as she eats one of the little sandwiches. He does seem rather interesting, and she managed to avoid scaring him off. There isn't any sign of anyone else trying to wreck everything. Well, that's as good a time as any to meet up with him. She takes her plate of food along with her staff and heads over to the unknown breed of canine. She takes a seat next to him and speaks, "Hello." as her tail lazily moves through the air.
Fenris is still going strong in the little pastry eating contest, rather to his own disappointment, but he could not say no to Sven, not could he do this half heartedly if he wanted to satisfy the boisterous nobleman. "Come on, Snowflake!" he shouts around a mouthful of tart, "That all you can handle?" The puma grins at Fenris and pops another pastry. "Sven will go on until fluffy tiger is too sick to move!" he challenges.
Cassidy nods at Natska and smiles before snickering at Kalt. "You get used to it... After a while. I have a feeling you won't give it that long, though," she says, thumbing her own corset. "You look nice, though. And if you two want a little vacation out of the city and to the mountains for a bit or something, I'd be happy to set you two up in a quiet room in the castle or something, where you can have some privacy. It's near the springs, too." She doffs her hat and reaches into it, withdrawing a flower. A -metal- flower, with artistic etchings on each individual petal, and a radiant ruby situated in the middle. "Here. For both of you," she says, offering it out. "It's not much, but... You two have been very good to me. And you've helped me through some rough times. I am happy that I'm able to call you both family."
Guenter slowly raises his hand to cover his eyes, looking away from the eating contest at his table as he lets out a low sigh.
Rainer had become engrossed in the eating competition between Fenris and Sven, looking a bit surprised when he realizes Cara is talking to him again. "Oh, hey. Sorry again about before. Name's Rainer, by the way." Quick as he can free his hand by popping another morsel in his mouth he offers it up for a shake, baring a welcoming smile.
The coywolfs smile widens when he spots the tigress approaching him. He swallows the piece of ham he had been chewing, and wipes his face with a napkin. Before he finally speaks. "Oh hello there. Enjoying the festivities?" He ask with a glance that sweeps over the crowd before returning to the woman sested next to him.
Fenris, against his better judgment is still packing away food as fast as Anton, the stately old reindeer can place it in front of him, but Sven seems to be doing just as well. They also seem to have started to attract a bit of a crowd. A number of Kalt's friends and relations are standing about and even starting to place bets on the two voracious felines.
Kalt dips her head to Cassidy as she smiles, and goes to reach out. "Aw I... Thank ya Cass. It means a lot to me too ya know." The Vixen sniffling gently before she clears her throat. "... Angus. M'gonna go, an' m'gonna change out of this bloody dress. Ya hold the fort for me till I go an' get back." The Vixen not leaving him much room for debate as she gets up. The rest of the assembly left to their festivities.
